Redhawk Caldera Shaken, not stirred

"Of course," Pantaleimon confirmed when Wildfire asked if she could call her Pan. It was a little strange for Pan to hang out with a female puppy; while Pan would teach them some of the things when the Sirens had less time, they would boss over her, being a Consort. It was weird getting proper respect from any kind of female, let alone a puppy, and Pantaleimon was still adjusting to this new world she had been launched into with Redhawk Caldera.

Pantaleimon nodded when Wildfire mentioned the boo-boos in her neck, glad that she was both feeling better and did not seem too phased by the whole incident. She was young, and hopefully this incident would not mark her too much for the rest of her life. Pan didn't know anything about any alternate incidents, so she was pretty sure that Wildfire was talking about Junior's assault on her.

Pan was amazed that Wildfire was already a warrior apprentice, despite her injuries. She was such an active little child. "Wow, that's... that's amazing!" Pantaleimon said with a soft smile. "I'm not very good at fighting, uhm... I'm more of a warden, I think, if I have to pick one of them. I - I'm only really good at hunting, really." Pantaleimon smiled awkwardly at Wildfire as she disclosed her little not-so-secret; Pantaleimon didn't think she was good at many other things beside hunting, but luckily being a skilled hunter tended to be enough for most packs to want to keep her around.